All Chapters of Married to my father’s enemy.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

“ I’m not marrying him.” The words escaped my mouth before I could stop them. For the moment, nobody at the dining table moved. My father, Richard Sterling, slowly lowered his wineglass. Across from him, my stepmother, Victoria, froze with her fork halfway to her mouth. But my half-sister, Evelyn, smiled. She tried to hide it. She failed. My eyes moved between them. “You’re serious?” I asked. My father’s expression remained calm. “Completely.” “You decided I’m getting married without even asking me?” “You don’t need to be asked.” My chest tightened. “Who is he?” “Alexander Blackwood.” The name alone made me stiffen. Everyone knew the Blackwoods. They owned one of the most powerful business empires in the city. For years, my father and William Blackwood had been fighting for the same markets, the same contracts, the same influence. They were competitors. Sometimes enemies. And now my father wanted me to marry their son. I let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “

Three weeks passed faster than I wanted. Every morning, another wedding arrangement appeared in the mansion. Flowers. Invitations. Fittings. Security meetings. Business dinners. Everything moved around me as if I were watching someone else's life. My life had become a schedule written by other people. And today, I was getting married. I stood in front of the mirror while two maids adjusted the long ivory train of my wedding gown. Neither of them spoke. They didn't need to. Everyone in the mansion knew this wedding wasn't a love story. It was a merger. A business alliance dressed in white. I looked at myself in the mirror. For a moment, I tried to imagine what my mother would say if she were standing beside me. Never marry someone because you're afraid of disappointing people. I swallowed. "Are you ready?" I looked at the maid. "No." She lowered her eyes. "Your father is waiting." Of course he was. The ceremony was held at one of the most exclusive estates in

The next morning, I waited until the mansion was quiet. At seven, my father had already left for the office. Victoria was having breakfast downstairs. Evelyn was nowhere to be seen. It was the perfect opportunity. I slipped out of my bedroom and walked toward my father's private study. Two security guards stood at the end of the hallway. I smiled. Politely. "I'm going into my father's study." One of them immediately stepped aside. "Of course, Mrs. Blackwood." The title still sounded strange. I entered. The door closed behind me. My eyes immediately searched the room. Dark wood. Leather furniture. A massive bookshelf. A painting of my father hanging above the fireplace. Everything looked e

Celine had waited long enough.For weeks, Alexander had barely given the attention she wanted.His new position at Blackwood Enterprises had consumed most of his time.His new position at Blackwood Enterprises had consumed most of his time.Meetings.Boardrooms.Family negotiations.And, increasingly, Arabella.That was what Celine couldn’t stand.She had watched the pictures from the Blackwood dinner.She had heard about Arabella’s advice that saved the company millions.And now Alexander was spending more time at home with his wife.Even if he claimed it meant nothing, Celine could see something changing.So she decided to force his intentions.If Alexander wouldn’t come to her willingly.She would make him.The following morning, every major newspaper carried the same headline.BLACKWOOD HEIR ACCUSED OF MISUSING COMPANY FUNDS.The article claimed Alexander had secretly redirected company money into an undisclosed private investment.The accusation was devastating.Within hours, the